a little green bug crawled under my skin
it began eating me from within
i thought the fire inside could compress the wound
but the venom persisted and continued to move
throughout my body with a sting so strong
yet my mind is saying there's nothing wrong
why does it hurt? why does it hurt
as if i fell down with my face in the dirt
what happened to the balance that kept me afloat
who in hell is rocking my boat
and what can i do but let the bug win
although i know that envy's a sin....
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 5:14 AM UTC
a little green bug crawled under my skin
it began eating me from within
i thought the fire inside could compress the wound
but the venom persisted and continued to move
throughout my body with a sting so strong
yet my mind is saying there's nothing wrong
why does it hurt? why does it hurt
as if i fell down with my face in the dirt
what happened to the balance that kept me afloat
who in hell is rocking my boat
and what can i do but let the bug win
although i know that envy's a sin....
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